Lots of things to recap.
I loved being Danny's squatter. Although I must say that I out did him - I cleaned, did laundry and washed dishes. In between episodes of Grey's, that is.
Mexico was awesome. The resort was beautiful, the tequila good, my boy wonderful, my spanish rusty, the sun sunny, the sunburn itchy. We were tempted to stay an extra day.
And the non-rev karma continues. First class both ways to PVR... then Monday stuck in LAX all day. Welcome summer.
Now I'm in my new place, needing to do my own laundry and cleaning. And not feeling very at home. Between a rock and hard place.
And missing my boy.